"Up, My Heart, and Sing"

Up, My Heart, and Sing

The dark, dark night is gone,

        The lark is on the wing,

From bleak and barren fields he soars

        Eternal hope to sing.

And shall I be less brave

        Than yon sweet lyric thing?

From deeps of failure and despair

        Up, up, my heart, and sing!

The dark, dark year is gone;

        The red blood of the spring,

Will quicken Nature’s pulses soon, 

        So, up, my heart, and sing!

"Up, My Heart, and Sing" as it appears in Ella Higginson's The Voice of April-Land (1903).

Here is the same poem reprinted as "Spring" in an unidentified publication, clipping courtesy of the Ella Higginson Papers, Center for Pacific Northwest Studies, Heritage Resources, Western Washington University, Bellingham WA. 

"Up, My Heart, and Sing" as it appears in Ella Higginson's The Vanishing Race (1911).